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lit. swimming sword in a lake
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Categories: knight-errant
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I'm looking for the blue fall again, and I'm sure there will be frost on my short hair in the morning. On earth and in heaven, the dust bond has not been broken, spring flowers, fall and moon, touching the emotions are still hurt! I want to tie the silk tassel, but I am shocked by the fall, and the two lovebirds are each cool! Really helpless, the sound of the eaves and rain, the score out of the back of the intestines.